"I should be fine, I think. I am a living saint, after all, of the Ebon Chalice. If he would try to kill me, he would be considered a heretic."
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"Ah...I see." Ling turned to look at Saint Agnes, though his features were hidden under his Inquisitorial hood.
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Her features were beholding, majestic, supreme. She had a regal sense to her, her wings, her holy armour. If people didn't know better, they would assume her to be the Emperor's very own daughter, which is what she basically was, in a sense."